Thursday, 26 February 2015

Call of the home

                                                                                    Photo prompt-© Dawn Q Landau

He had walked for seven days and yet had not reached his home.

He had used all his cunning to escape from the gang who had stolen him. He was not the only dog in captivity. But he was the only one who wanted to escape.

His first attempt failed. They clubbed him till he became unconscious. But that did not deter him. He fought back; he chose to rely on cunning and not strength.
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He was losing hope; then he saw her. He just wanted to run and touch her.
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He kept trudging; he was too tired to run.
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(Inspired by ‘The call of the wild’ that I have re-read after many years)                            


A post for Friday Fictioneers on a picture prompt
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23 comments:

  1. Keith's Ramblings26 February 2015 at 20:00

    I hope she notices him. A sad tale that could just have a happy ending.

    http://www.keithsramblings.blogspot.co.uk/2015/02/its-dogs-life.html

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  2. Sandra Crook26 February 2015 at 20:40

    Very sad. I hope it ends well.

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  3. Anonymous26 February 2015 at 21:21

    As in the case of the dog, if physical prowess is to be the decisive factor in our struggle for survival, not many of us stand a chance to be alive.
    Fortunately for us, we can thrive by prudence and intelligence, rather than raw physical strength in the societal system we humans generally follow.

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  4. Maniparna26 February 2015 at 23:16

    A tale with a sad note. Hope he will be able touch her with his paws again...

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  5. Unknown27 February 2015 at 01:29

    Moving story. I recall reading White Fang as a youngster - great book.

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  6. Anonymous27 February 2015 at 20:54

    Aww! Poor dog!

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  7. brudberg28 February 2015 at 03:57

    Still s fickle of a hope.. but sad till then.

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  8. Rochelle Wisoff-Fields1 March 2015 at 02:48

    Dear I B Arora,

    Never underestimate the indomitable spirit of a dog. Nicely done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  9. draliman1 March 2015 at 13:17

    Clever dog. I'm desperate now that she looks around and sees him there.

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    1. i b arora1 March 2015 at 20:09

      life is full of uncertainties, thanks for reading the post

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  10. Anonymous3 March 2015 at 09:39

    Yeh, she'll see him. She'll sense him first. I insist on a happy ending to this. I like this: "But he was the only one who wanted to escape." It speaks for some humans, too. :)

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  11. i b arora3 March 2015 at 12:24

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  12. Unknown3 March 2015 at 16:21

    A moving story in which the tenacity of the dog really endears him to us. After all he's been through I really hope he manages to befriend the girl. He seriously needs someone he can trust. Nicely written. Millie Thom

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